It's All Mine!

Bought Warhawk yesterday. I've been looking forward to playing this game and now it's all mine...mine...mine...mine....I feel like Daffy Duck when he sees gold....mine..mine...mine.

I've only played a little, but so far I like it a lot. Love flying those Warhawks. There is a learning curve to the game, but so far I'm picking it up quite nicely. The problem is as soon as you start playing, someone kills you....JeffTish....aaargh.  He's the guy who gave me a whooping I'll not soon forget. I guess it would help if I read the instructions, but it's just more fun going in and learning as I go. We had fun chasing after each other, but he hops around like a bunny on speed. I got a few kills in, kicking some butt for a few minutes. They probably felt sorry for me, and gave up a few kills to encourage me....lol.

Here's to flying by the seat of your sofa!

 

You might venture the guess: Maybe kamikaze pilots, who were extremely drugged and/or drunk, needed the helmets to protect from bumping their heads walking to their planes.

 

 

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some respawning to do. . .